Consumed. Harry Styles Fanfiction.

His obsession with her, had him convinced that their relationship was nothing but love. For her, it was everything but. Excerpt. *** He was literally shaking with anger, that much I could tell. And if there was one thing I feared, it was being on the receiving end of Harry's anger. It's like something in his brain would just click and he'd be out for blood. Cautiously, I stepped back, when he lurked forward towards me -still shaking with anger. He was too quick for me though, as one hand seized my wrist, and the other went into my hair; forcefully tugging, so that my face was towards the ceiling, as pain flared around my scalp. "I'd really love to teach you a lesson. A real one, this time. One where my presence alone is enough to make you cry for days. You're standing on really thin ice right now, and this circle we're going in of you getting little spurts of bravery, needs to end before I lose my fucking patience." After his threatening speech, his hold didn't leave my hair, or arm, so we were still in the same awkward position. The only sounds filling the room, were our harsh breathing. "You're not going to cry now, are you, Annie?" He sickenly taunted, when my eyes started filling with tears. "Oh, you know how much I hate to see you cry, baby." I could almost hear the smirk on his lips, as he teased me. I didn't even try to stop the tears from falling, when he resumed with his neck kissing. The one I hated with a passion. His warm, plump lips trailed upwards from my neck, to my jaw, before kissing me on the lips, full on. "There. That's all I wanted, to start with." His hands finally left me, as he released me- still giving me that smirk. I gave him the best look of hatred I could muster. "I'll see you at around 7pm, baby. Bye, I love you." He pressed a kiss to my forehead. When I didn't respond, he sighed, before stating, "You'll eventually come around. You'll give in to me. I know it."

Dark Harry Styles Fanfic.